Deep Beneath the forms and shapes No, deeper still.
Listen for the silence Beneath the noisiness Can you hear it now?
As if the whole world stops Even the drippy faucet In my chatty head.
Just the breathing sound The heartbeat in my ear And frogs.
The pause between each breath Just let the next one come And rest upon the middle.
Quiet of the late late night Not a creature stirs about But the refrigerator.